"You'll never take me, Jake!"
Shona flipped her long blonde tresses defiantly. They flailed about in the air for a moment then landed across her face. She picked stray hairs out of her mouth whilst glowering at her would be lover.
"Oh, but I will my darling." Jake sauntered towards her, his brow dark with intent. He was a devastatingly handsome man, as broad as he was tall, with glossy curling eyelashes lining big brown eyes. In his matching denim jacket and jeans he oozed raw sexuality.
Shona knew what he wanted. He wanted her. He wanted to claim her. He wanted to take her. He wanted her high heels over his shoulders, her toiletries on the counter of his bathroom sink. His lust knew no bounds. He wanted her bent across the kitchen counter and he wanted her across the breakfast table, clipping coupons out of the half price mailer.
Didn't he understand that Shona was not that sort of woman? Shona was wild and untamed, like an Orca. Her siren song attracted many, but attempts at mating invariably ended badly.
Shona's iced tea eyes glittered at him with impassioned emotion.
"We could never be!"
"I will have you Shona," Jake vowed, discarding his jean jacket and exposing his wife-beater clad torso.
Shona swooned. His virility was so potent it was toxic. She longed to feel his furry pecs pressed against her soft bosom. With a growl of passion he reached for her and in spite of her verbal protestations, she allowed herself to be drawn into his arms.
Trapped in his embrace, she could feel every inch of him against her soft body. His scent, a heady pine, drove her wild.
"Oh Jake, we mustn't," she protested weakly.
He responded by taking her lips in a crushing kiss, forcing her to breathe through her nose as his rigid tongue plundered her soft inner dentures.
She felt herself growing slick with desire. She had always held a candle for Jake, and now that the power had been turned on, she was able to put the candle down and grasp his flaming desire.
"Oh Shona," Jake groaned as she fished about in his pants.
He was already rock hard by the time her fingers wrapped around his member. She felt his cock twitch in her grasp, like a timid rabbit scenting for its burrow. She reassured it by stroking it lovingly, driving Jake to the brink of madness. With a cry of desire, he thrust his jeans down to the floor, picked Shona up under her arms and hefted her over the back of the pleather couch.
Forced to support herself with her arms, Shona was unable to prevent him from flipping up her skirt and making short work of her panties. She felt the air conditioner's cool breeze across her hindquarters as he spread her legs and exposed her most intimate parts to his gaze.